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Midnight Moonlight Lady




It's a cold winter's night

That chills to the core.

The Midnight Moonlight Lady

Knows just how to score

She will keep her men warm.

When they pay her a call,

She’ll writhe in fake pleasure

Till both bodies sprawl,

She will try to embarrass

With rude innuendo

She loves all her callers.

She loves them, though the men know.

Once they’ve unflexed their sinews

Her love show continues

With somebody else.

There’s always somebody else.


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